I Hate My Crush

I Hate My Crush

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I hate my crush Hi, I'm Aisha Taylor and I am 17 year old, and live with my mom because my parents were divorce. I have 1 sister and 1 brother, Lindsey Taylor who's 12 years old and Xavier Taylor who's 8 years old. I am one of the not so poplar kids, but I also am known by a lot of people. Me and my best friend (Scarlett Rose) can't stand the wannabes "it" girls. They always wanted to get attention of every body. Ofcourse there is also the bad boy, all the girls want, and drooling hot guy in the school. Yes every girl like him yes, including me. He was the typical tall hot guy with his long dark brown hair with his light brown eyes, a smile that could make any girl melt and his strong surf body type. Yep that's Dustin Brookes. Every girl in school likes him including me, but don't get me wrong he was popular and a player so I just don't care to get his attention. Practically I like him but also think of him as a jerk. Ughhh I Hate My Crush. When Dustin and I meet face to face he find something that he never felt for any girl but will I give him a chance? Or will I ignored him for knowing the fact he's a player? Well, you just have to read to find out...
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